Brita is my life

My scars are fading which is a little joyous, I can't cheer too loudly as my hair is fading. It lasted quite long, but with anything superficial you can't expect it to last as long as the real thing. The weather here is oddly confusing - the days will start out with warmth and will end with dreaded showers (I love rain but not when I miss my bus). Or in my case the day will start off being very dreary and cold, the weather man says it's going to rain so I wore my rain jacket, by the end of the day the sun is scorching at my body and I am on the verge of sweating (that is totally attractive... EW) I am forced to lull around my rain jacket and it's all your fault; I need to stop trusting the television.


I'm torn between the decision to bring back the bangs or grow them out. They looked great but they were so high-maintenance. I am so lazy - my hair is my worst enemy. I love it and though it uses my scalp as a host to grow it doesn't give the appreciation I deserve. My hair is full of knots- these knots are so hard to undo. Does my hair hold a big secret it wishes the world not to know? I JUST WANT TO RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR. I'm on the hunt for some better conditioner and some good leave in. I don't know where to look, and quite frankly I'm well.. lazy. Oh hair, one day I shall tame you... but until then I guess I'll be the victim whilst you consume me.

Image taken from here.

May Brita live forever. unfiltered water will bring me to my death. I have become so accustomed to drinking filtered water, that I can tell the difference between what others may deem "safe". This all is "dramatic" but I am correct, I bring my water bottle everywhere I go (partially because I always get thirsty and pop and juice will never quench your thirst as water does), water is vital for living a healthy life.

This is the infamous 'vodka' bottle.
It's FILTERED water, so don't get any ideas.
I don't share drinks.
Mono lurks everywhere.
EEEK germs (goes to hide)

And that was totally random but it really brought out my paranoia. I'm sitting here drinking filtered water in a water bottle. When I drink out of this bottle people always believe I am drinking vodka. I have no taste for alcohol, I don't drink. I prefer my taste buds to stay sober, but I have acquired a new love for frappuccinos. (I recently tried the new coconut creme and I fell in love; really I can't stop thinking about out it. Talk about obsessive.) Really it's unhealthy; but Starbucks I believe we can work something out.

Image taken from here

Oh who is that marvelous specimen in the front row wearing those snazzy spectacles? Well I don't know who she is but she reminded me of myself. I wear my snazzy spectacles where ever I go! Though if I didn't I'd be blind and I'd probably get hit by a moving vehicle (everything I do it for safety). I only laugh out loud when I find it funny. Something things are just so cliche- Can you blame me? Or you can belt your voice out loudly until you pee yourself, if I'm sitting beside you when this happens I do hope it doesn't smell. Theaters are just.. ahem random. I'll only go depending on my mood; and only if the movie is good. Blah blah blah, where was I? I wandered off.. anyways, this girl reminds me of myself - always bored with simplicity. Lets clap for comparisons!

Until my next adventure (though would anyone really count this as one?).

Until my next brain burst. (Ah that's better.)